got so much work to do.
i *kinda* sold two beats.
i've yet to be fully paid for either.
i'm heading up to t-dot next month to work on some music with my peoples. i have so much equipment to purchase. i gotta step my game up, too. i got this mixtape to get popping, a dj set to ace, a EP to finish and so many other verbal commitments that i've opened my fat mouth and agreed to.
plus i got creative branch-outs that i have to explore. plus i gotta keep the network game on full tilt. that stuff is HARD.
man. no rest for the weary, for real. where's a manager when you need one?!
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this is sorta other-bloggy, but it's on my mind now so i'ma talk about it. besides, it has everything to do with my music.
i just want my peoples to know that i really do love you all. i'm working really hard to chase a dream that has a race car engine and sticky tires. i'm running down the street after it in some busted prokeds. you feel me? this is a 25/8 type of deal. hopefully, only for a short period of time. if it takes me 5 years to get to a point where i can live off this, why front on me in my first year?
why give me hell now?
i'm tryin man, really i am. i hope yall understand. 'cause at this juncture, it looks like it may only get worse. and believe me, i'm not faring any better than you guys are... sometimes i feel like i'm going crazy with all the pressure i put on myself, and there's barely a ripple in the proverbial lake. just gimme some time to myself to work this out... i swear i'm good for it.
thanks.
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4am. sunday morning. i'ma get me some pineapple soda and hit the sheets.
love me now!
i've yet to be fully paid for either.
i'm heading up to t-dot next month to work on some music with my peoples. i have so much equipment to purchase. i gotta step my game up, too. i got this mixtape to get popping, a dj set to ace, a EP to finish and so many other verbal commitments that i've opened my fat mouth and agreed to.
plus i got creative branch-outs that i have to explore. plus i gotta keep the network game on full tilt. that stuff is HARD.
man. no rest for the weary, for real. where's a manager when you need one?!
___
this is sorta other-bloggy, but it's on my mind now so i'ma talk about it. besides, it has everything to do with my music.
i just want my peoples to know that i really do love you all. i'm working really hard to chase a dream that has a race car engine and sticky tires. i'm running down the street after it in some busted prokeds. you feel me? this is a 25/8 type of deal. hopefully, only for a short period of time. if it takes me 5 years to get to a point where i can live off this, why front on me in my first year?
why give me hell now?
i'm tryin man, really i am. i hope yall understand. 'cause at this juncture, it looks like it may only get worse. and believe me, i'm not faring any better than you guys are... sometimes i feel like i'm going crazy with all the pressure i put on myself, and there's barely a ripple in the proverbial lake. just gimme some time to myself to work this out... i swear i'm good for it.
thanks.
____
4am. sunday morning. i'ma get me some pineapple soda and hit the sheets.
love me now!
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